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He rushed through his shower and threw on some shorts before settling in on the couch with his laptop and his phone. After he’d pulled up information on concerts in the park, he scrolled through the contacts on his phone until he found Beth’s name. He smiled as he pushed the call button.
“Hello.” Beth’s voice was husky. His mind began racing with the possibilities. The only time he’d come close to hearing her like that was after their kiss when they’d both been breathing hard.
“Did I call at a bad time?” He really hoped she would say no.
She sighed. “Not at all.”
“Okay. It’s just . . . you sound . . .” Funny? Weird? Incredibly sexy?
Beth giggled. “And how do I sound exactly?”
“Um . . .”
“Yes?” She was clearly enjoying tormenting him.
“You sound . . . you sound like you’re really turned on.” There. He’d said it.
This time she laughed. “You’re close. I just finished spending some quality time with my favorite vibrator.”
Drew’s head fell back against the couch and he groaned. All thoughts of his Internet search went out the window. Without conscious thought, he moved his hand closer to his groin where his cock was tenting his shorts.
“Does that turn you on? Knowing that I was pleasuring myself?” she asked.
He swallowed. “You have no idea. Just imagining you touching yourself like that makes me hard.”
“Mmm. I remember what you felt like all hard and ready.”
“You’d think I hadn’t jacked off in weeks,” he admitted.
She hummed. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
Drew shifted in his seat. Her voice still had that husky tone and it wasn’t helping his current condition. “You most definitely should.”
There was a long pause, and then her voice dropped even lower. “What do you think about when you’re getting yourself off? Anything you want to share?”
“You.” Was he imagining it, or did he really sound out of breath?
“What about me? Am I doing anything special?” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
He cupped his hand over his erection and pressed down. “This morning, I imagined that I was tied to the bed, and you were sitting on my face.”
“Hmm. I like the sound of that. Is that something you’d like me to do to you?”
“Yes.” It was one of his many recurring fantasies. Most involved him being tied up. Everything else varied. Sometimes she was riding him. Other times she had her pussy covering his face . . . grinding against his tongue until he couldn’t smell or taste anything but her. That’s what had filled his vision earlier that morning.
“Are you alone?” she asked.
“Yeah. I’m home. In my living room.”
“Good. If you’re wearing any clothes, take them off.” She was completely serious.
“Now?”
Beth sounded amused by his question. “Something wrong with now?”
“No. I just . . . give me a sec.” He picked up his laptop and placed it safely on the coffee table, then stood and removed his shorts before resuming his place on the couch. “Okay.”
“Put me on speaker and get comfortable. I want your hands free, but I still want to be able to hear you.”
